Depends... Mom... aunt... grandma etc. From what I've learned on reddit, half the world apparently huck these fuckers at their kids with blinding speed. I'm a white guy and have never witnessed said feat... but apparently older people can whip 'em around corners like a legend.

I was deployed there for a few months, i was getting burned playing soccer by 12 year olds in flip flops. Like full tilt sprinting for the net and this kid is juking me with a smile on his face, flipping and flopping his way into my nightmares....

My parents live out near Issaquah and my dad has been working from home. They went snowshoeing around the neighborhood the other day! They live on a mountain and apparently getting up and down has been awful

Tbf my dad lived in rural Pennsylvania with feet of snow a frequent thing. Yet he only ended up leaving a vehicle on foot (early 90s) after going to Seattle. Seattle snowstorms are the absolute worst- because it's never flat.

I was visiting Seattle on New Year's a few years ago, and it snowed most of the day. Since we were staying just north of the city, we had to drive up while it was still snowing. As a Floridian, I don't know jack shit about driving in the snow.

Wow. I was born in California but raised in rural, Northern England. I never saw snow for the first 10 years of my life in the States; I thought it was this magical, wondrous phenomenon. When I lived in England it seemed like an annual past-time for the locals to grumble about how snow affected their daily commute, but I was running around in circles outside "IT'S SNOWING, BITCHES!". I always prayed for a white Christmas, it seemed the most magical thing in the world to me.

...then I moved back home to the States and spent a stint in North Dakota. Fuck snow.

Northeast Ohio here, now Houston. I love the snow too! Nowhere near what you guys get, but I loved every bit of winter growing up there. Snowblowers are invaluable when the snow’s several feet deep; shoveling is hard work!

It's just how they talk and Inhave never come across one that didn't have a good sense of humor about it. Where I work, we are strict about kicking people out if they swear a lot. They love saying fuck and laughing and saying they weren't swearing, it's just their accent.

Light stuff with a lot of air mixed in generally occurs when it's very cold and the ambient humidity is quite low. Often referred to as "powder", especially on ski hills. Skiers/snowboarders/snowmobilers tend to enjoy it. It can be as fine and light as pastry flour or powdered sugar.

The heavy stuff occurs at higher temperatures with higher humidity levels (generally, not always), and can be so heavy that roofs collapse, bus shelters shatter, and trees snap under the weight. It also packs together extremely quickly, and the moisture can turn it into essentially a solid block of ice after a rapid melt/thaw cycle.

The wet stuff makes better snowballs etc. up to a certain point, and you can straight up knock someone out with the right kind. The powdery, crystalline stuff makes for better winter sports, and if it's very cold it does not stick together whatsoever. Quite "fluffy".

Living through the Seattle snow storm now - it's crazy, but we've largely got powder snow this time! Can't make a snowball or snowman worth a damn. Normally when we do get snow (very rare, maybe twice a year for an inch or two) it's very wet snow.

The first time my Filipino uncle visited the USA (in Alaska) he took his first snowmachine ride (snowmobile to you non-Alaskans). When he got back, he was in a panic! “I can’t feel my nose! I can’t feel my ears!Are they still there?! Tell me, are they still there!?!”

It's been kinda funny watching my Jack Russel wade through the snow, but I agree that it's getting old. People in my building have been taking turns shoveling snow from the sidewalk out of pure boredom.

I grew up in Spokane and originally moved to Seattle in 2000, and lived there for the better part of 15 years with a few stops in between. I'll never forget the first time it snowed over there and everyone's initial excitement was quite contagious. Queen Anne hill was shut down and being the young stupid people my friends & I were, we took the couches he was getting rid of and decided to use them as sleds. The next couple snowstorms were still a bit fun but after that I no longer enjoyed having to miss so much school or work.

I've only lived in Seattle since 99, but this is easily the worst we have gotten since then. Usually when we have a "snow storm" we get very little accumulation, especially in Seattle proper. Maybe a couple inches, and we RARELY have back to back snow events like this which is what is making it really a hassle.

The accumulation adding on makes it the most that I can remember. The storm in 96 or whatever caused the power to be out for four or five days. That was pretty bad. The power company I think has been a lot better about getting power back on. I think that they contract out more.

Usually we only get one or two snows a year and they don't stick around so much. Every few years we get a big dump of four to eight inches like somebody said that might be cold enough to stay around. Like 2008. Multiple storms adding to the total with temperatures below 20 is really rare.

It’s irrelevant but this post made me really miss my family in the Philippines. We’ve been living in Canada for 6 years now (going on 7 this year) and we haven’t been able to visit at all because tickets are expensive and we don’t have a lot to spare for pocket money.

The thing I miss the most about the Philippines (aside from my family) is the warmth and the constant sunshine. I know that when I am finally able to visit, I probably won’t be able to stand the heat because I’ve gotten so used to the Canadian weather but I really miss the feeling of just pure fucking heat and sunshine beating down on you and seeping into your bones in the middle of the afternoon. The heavy heat making you feel lazy and sleepy is something I miss almost every day. I also miss the street food and the fresh mangoes, my favourite street grub is isaw!

Anyway, I’m glad your Tito is able to visit and is enjoying his time with your family and the snow! I wish you nothing but good health and prosperity, and tons of delicious lumpia. May he have a safe trip back.

While on an interview for graduate school I was trapped in a blizzard with a guy from India in his apartment in Alabama. The power was out because they don't plan for blizzards in Alabama. The guy had never seen snow before and he was standing there with the apartment door open just marveling at the snow. I have to drag him back inside and explain that without the heat on, we could all die if he leaves the door open.